I think I just died and went to heaven.
A very fashionable heaven.
A chat with my mom last night left me with a concept I didn’t even know existed: New York Sample sales.
Me: “Everyone is so stylish here…I have no idea how they do it with the cost of living! It’s so intimidating.”
Mom (who lives in Florida): Well, do you go to the sample sales?
Me: The what sales?
Mom: The sample sales. I read about it in the newspaper. Let me go get it…(rummaging)…oh yes…here it is. Designer clothes for 60-80 percent off. They even have…Chanel.
Me: *Gasp*
Mom: Yes, it’s true. They also have….
But I hear no more. I begin to envision myself walking down the street head to toe in double Cs. It was magical.
Then when I got to work today I looked up “nyc sample sales” in google and a myriad of links yielded breathless wonder after breathless wonder. What have I been missing all my life? How could I live anywhere else after this life changing discovery? Chanel…you are now within my grasp…
Thank God for New York City. Thank God for sample sales. And most of all—thank God for Chanel.
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5 comments:
Oooo sample sales - tres incroyable. (I totally just looked that up on an online translation site.)
P.S. Your mom is awesome
She is. I think she knows everything.
I love you. You're fantastic.
I think YOU'RE fantastic. :) I can't wait to see you in two days!
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